Brewster Songtext
von Milburn

Where are you going now, our David?
Don′t be late now, our David
And all his friends say they wanna act that way
Can't understand why you′d wanna act that way
And when you try and tell him, he goes

La de dah de dah de dah de dah
Davey boy is such a silly little boy
But why don't you think about your mother, all alone?
She's waiting for your call
She′s waiting, she′s tired, she's bored
Why don′t you go home?


He gets it all from his father's blood
Who used to be a casual, as casual as they come
Now he′s gone to live in Liverpool
And David does whatever David see's
He′ll give you a good kicking and he'll bring you down to your knees
If you don't believe in what he does
And all his friends say they wanna act that way
Can′t understand why you′d wanna act that way
And when you try and tell him, he goes

La de dah de dah de dah de dah
Davey boy is such a silly little boy
But why don't you think about your mother, all alone?
She′s waiting for your call
She's waiting, she′s tired, she's bored
Why don′t you go home?
Why don't you go home?

And when you try and tell him he, he goes
La de dah de dah de dah de dah
Why can't you see that it′s not big and it′s not clever
To be fighting battles when your only cause
Is for entertainment because you get so frustrated
La de dah de dah de dah de dah
Davey boy he's found a brand new toy
He′s gone from playing in the rubbish bins, smashing all the windows in
Fighting in car parks and he's fucking up the flat he calls home
Why don′t you go home?